Chapter 390

When Yuhan closed the door, he heard a cry coming out of the room. It was not a sob, a sob in a low voice, or a intermittent cry.

In his mind, it seems that only when he was very young, he heard anno cry like this.

It seems that only children, will be so heartbroken to wail, to the world to vent their dissatisfaction.

She always does not cry, is how much pain, will make such a sad voice.

When the cold, a handsome face cold white, a stream of heat in the chest overflow, burst open, slowly flowing.

I don't know how, eyes slightly become hot and humid, some tingling.

The heart is also, as if someone was holding a whip, a whip in the pumping, pain almost can not suffocate.

When the cold has been standing, did not close the solid door, did not step away, but also did not turn into.

He knew too well what huge waves would arise if he went in. The storm that had been waiting for a long time was coming!

So he couldn't help worrying.

From afar came the sound of the engine, and his eyes sank when he was cold. He instantly recovered his cold and expressionless face and walked away.

Jinlin came back and heard the sound of crying outside the door.

She was so frightened that she quickly opened the door. Then she was so frightened that she turned pale and stood in the same place at a loss.

Song Qinghuan's slender figure kneels on the ground, holding his hands on the ground, crying with all his strength, as if the sky is about to fall down. The sound of tearing heart and lungs makes people feel cold.

Jin Lin swallowed and asked in a trembling voice, "you Are you okay? What are you crying for? "

Song Qinghuan ignored her and was still crying hysterically.

When she came back from her near death, she was scared. She just kept trying to bear it. She wanted to be happy, get warm in the cold, and forget the shadow of death.

But as a result, Shi Yuhan not only didn't comfort her, didn't accompany her, but also hurt her again.

Her heart was torn like a general, those fear, grievance and pain, like a tsunami swept her hard, she was forced to the extreme, about to collapse.

In the uncontrollable moment, finally all burst out.

"Oh, don't cry Song Qinghuan, don't cry... " Jin Lin was at a loss, frowning and helpless.

She felt that she should not care about song Qinghuan, but seeing her crying so sad, she felt that she couldn't seem to care about her. If something happened to her, she would come back from the cold and know, so she couldn't blame her.

But then again, did she cry like this because of the cold?

With a sigh, Jin Lin took out some paper towels and handed them to song Qinghuan: "cry, cry, it's OK after crying. Just please wipe them. They make your tears and nose stick together. They're disgusting!"

She hardly knew why she was suddenly so kind and had a little pity on her.

Song Qinghuan looked at her with red and swollen eyes and hissed bitterly.

When she knew that Yuhan heard her cry, Jin Lin, who hated her, would come forward to comfort her two when she saw that she was crying so sad. Why could he hate her so much and hurt her so much that she continued to leave.

In the end, Jin Lin is right, he has no heart!